Rick Hertz - Angel Cake lyrics

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Rick Hertz - Angel Cake lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1] In a room full of bad ho's and marijuana smoke I tell 'em everything except the things they wanna know Hot-boxing my thoughts blowing more steam than a sauna though Seems I always dream of the impossible $100,000 in a briefcase, looking like I just won a sweepstakes My homies got that hard white call it philly cheesecake Spent some long nights in that chilly cheese state Nice beach estate off a lake where we used to elaborate and exaggerate About girls we used to date, or almost dated I spend more time on my music and I know she hates it These kids like to call me bro but we're unrelated More experience than them all but the most underrated Give me a beat and a notebook and I'll write 100 pages For the last time I don't wanna be f**ing famous All I need is recognition and respect because they've been missing When it comes to hard work I'm the definition These guys had their shot but I'm cutting these dicks short circumcision I'm just trying to find that perfect rhythm [Verse 2] This is Mr. Gilmore Young, white and attractive She's young, high and sarcastic Getting head while we're in traffic What really can I say? My life is so fantastic So many chances I had to take advantage Mr. 100 mixtapes, Mr. 0 mistakes Also known as Señor 'You'll never be this great' 18 still stuck in my daydreams Someone get Ed Sheeran and the A-Team Probably mispronounced it but f** it Big balls could produce a couple ounces in a bucket Hope the cops don't stop us got a couple ounces in the luggage Can't f** up my shot only got one shot in the musket Daniel Boone and a couple goons with their heads up to the moon With only one word on their minds, 'soon' 20/20 visions get hazy as the smoke fills the room But how I love Miss Mary Jane and the smell of her perfume [Verse 3] Cake, Cake, Cake, Cake, Cake, Cake Heard opportunity knock but was a step too late We can choose how we live but we can't choose fate You can always runaway but it's something you can't escape Deep thoughts in my room at the Henry Inside they envy but outside their friendly We don't come from Bently's we all push those Chevy's Homie don't test me because it will get deadly Brain Bang, Chili Dawg will get involved mafioso Around here it's how problems are solved if you ain't know so Hit you with that 'Oh sh**' make you move in slo-mo These rappers see me coming and their screaming out, 'Oh No!' Recently I've been feeling we're not on the same frequency Frequently getting involved with everything illegally Conveniently I'm also blowing up like TNT Speedily getting off of that easy street No amount of words could ever express what you mean to me You take away my breath that's not something other girls do easily

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